THE Deceitful Merchant: OR, The Waterman's Daughter's Wrongs redress'd by Fortune'[s] Favours, after strange and wonderful Adventures. To the Tune of, The Jealous Lover. Licensed according to Order.
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A Waterman near Gravel-lane,
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He had a Daughter named Jane,
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Whose wit and beauty did excel,
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Most Ladies that in London dwell.
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Since with her Friends it was but low,
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She would abroad to Service go;
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And while she did in Service stay,
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A Merchant courted her each day.
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The Maiden modestly reply'd,
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Kind Sir, I am not qual[i]fy'd
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For such a worthy Match as you,
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Who may have wealth and beauty too.
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Yet what she said was but in vain,
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His constant suit he did maintain,
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Till he her yielding heart betray'd,
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And then he left this vertuous Maid.
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Though faithful Love was rooted deep,
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Said she, I will my counsel keep,
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For why the World shall never know
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That I have been deluded so.
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O cruel Wretch! what hast thou done?
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My yielding heart too soon you won,
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now nought but ruine can I see,
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Alas! what will become of me?
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N[o]w void [o]f all the thoughts of fear,
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The Seas I'll range both far and near;
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And if kind Death his Dart should send,
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I will account him as my Friend.
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This said, without the least delay,
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She sold her silken robes that day,
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And cloath'd herself fit for the Seas,
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Thereby to set her Heart at ease.
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Thus like a proper Youth she went
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With a firm resolution bent,
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To seek a Captain, which she found
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Hoisting up Sail, and outward bound.
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He entertain'd her as a Youth,
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And never knew the naked truth,
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Till they were home return'd again,
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Tho' eighteen months they sail'd the Main.
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While they were out, it was their chance
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To meet a Privateer of France,
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Loaded with Plate and Golden o'er,
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Which they had took not long before.
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The Captain chas'd this Privateer,
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And at the length he came so near,
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That he his roaring Guns did play,
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And straight began a bloody fray.
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The Damsel then, in Seaman's dress,
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Did valliantly these words express,
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Let's pour them in a new broad-side,
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And it will soon subdue their pride.
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The Cannons then like thunder roar'd,
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And brought their Main-mass to the board,
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Becoming Masters of the same,
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Like brave heroic lads of fame.
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It was a sweet and pleasant sight,
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To view the Gold and Silver bright:
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The Captain said unto his Boy,
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this litte Box thou shalt enjoy.
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'Twas fill'd with precious Stones indeed,
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Things which the Captain did not heed;
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He minded more the Gold and Plate,
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But Jane by this was fortunate.
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This done, they straight did hoist up Sail,
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Attended with a pleasant gale,
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For London City straight they stear,
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With chearful hearts and merry chear.
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Jane took her Box and went on shore,
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Disguis'd as she had been before,
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Where she her Jems and Jewels sold,
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For full three thousand Pounds in Gold.
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Her former Love soon heard the news,
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And he would fain his faults excuse;
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Once more he came and courted her,
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But, she said, I defie you Sir.
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False Love, said she, farewel, adieu,
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A better Man by far then you,
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Henceforth shall never flatter me,
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Since I have gain'd my liberty.
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